there are no shadows in this deeper blue
names run together at the edge of space
each egshell's crushed by lightest touch of mace
and one must understand just what is due
not for each cause that one man might pursue
but for the reasons that transcend your grace
and willingness to give up right and face
taking instead the things that are most new
none go beyond the shores that all folk know
and blame the ones who think that we should dare
to set our sail and seek hope without rest
still we reach out to grasp all that can grow
each heart desires to love and hold and care
and looks beyond the ocean to the west
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
19 March 2008
en la playa
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